Got my hands up feeling right, out of sight, out of mind
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No more we can say but rise by her love up
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But she's closer I can feel those eyes, shown up right on time
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She knows that I'm hypnotized by her love up
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Here she comes and she knows that she's so real, that she's so real
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She says hey, lets me in, now I'm losing, yeah I'm losing
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And now she's reaching for the gun and loading up the bullets
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Got my heart in her sights and claims I'm shooting do it
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Won't survive this time but I can't escape the thrill, the thrill
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It's like I've given her the license, to kill
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License
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Jesse McCartney |